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Chapter 146

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A good night's sleep. When he woke up the next morning, he found that it was already late. The Grand Mistress actually let him sleep in for the first time. It was probably because everyone was tired after a long day of traveling yesterday.

After freshening up, he pushed open the door and went out, only to see that the Grand Mistress had also just come out. Her eyes were still a little bloodshot, and it was obvious that she hadn't slept well last night.

Lin Wanrong knew that she was worried about the Chamber of Commerce. He sighed in his heart. There was nothing he could do even if he was anxious. He said, "Grand Mistress, good morning. Did you sleep well last night?"

The Grand Mistress nodded and said, "In all these years, this is the first time I've woken up so late. It's all because of your stupid idea that I've become lazy." Although her mouth was reprimanding, her face was smiling.

After breakfast, everyone went out, heading straight for West Lake. Lin Wanrong walked in the front with Grand Mistress, while Xiao Feng, Xiao Cui, and Xiao Cui followed them from a distance.

Walking a few steps at a moderate pace, he saw that the West Lake was sparkling, the blue waves were like a mirror, the shadow of the bridge reflected the water, the chirping of birds, and the peach trees welcomed each other. The scenery of the lake and mountains unfolded like a painting, a myriad of styles, allowing one to experience it. The officials shuttled back and forth, and tourists weaved in and out. The scene was very lively.

The Su Causeway started at the foot of Nanping Mountain in the south and ended at the foot of Qixia Ridge in the north. It was more than five or six miles long. Along both sides of the causeway, there were countless willows and green peaches. On the causeway, there were six single-arched stone bridges that were connected together. This was the famous Su Causeway Six Bridges.

Lin Wanrong and the Grand Mistress strolled on Suti. The sun shone on the surface of the lake, creating faint golden ripples. A gentle breeze blew, refreshing with a hint of coolness. It was very comfortable.

The Grand Mistress had something on her mind and didn't seem to be in a good mood. Lin Wanrong asked, "Grand Mistress, why is this place called Su Causeway?"

Xiao Yuruo smiled and said, "Don't you know the origin of this Su Causeway? I thought you were the smartest person in the world. "

Seeing that her brows had relaxed and her smile was even more beautiful than the West Lake, Lin Wanrong replied with a smile, "I'm smart about big things, but stupid about small things. How could I remember these things so clearly?"

Grand Mistress glanced at him with a smile. You are the best at sophistry. At the same time, he explained, "This Su Causeway was built by the previous generation's poet, Mr. Su Dongpo, when he was the Governor of Hangzhou. He dredged the West Lake and used the silt that was dug up to build it. In memory of his achievements in governing the West Lake, he named it the Su Causeway. Spring Dawn on the Su Causeway is ranked first among the Ten Sceneries of West Lake. It is also known as the Six Bridges of Smoke and Willows. It is one of the Ten Sceneries of Eight Qiantang and is one of the most famous sceneries in Hangzhou. "

The Grand Mistress walked a few steps and looked at the crystal clear lake water. She slowly recited, "The willow's darkest hour and the bright spring is just right. The mist of the heavy lake disperses into the forest birds. Where is the oriole breaking through the black smoke, its cry passes over the Su causeway at dawn. "

Lin Wanrong gave a thumbs up and said, "Grand Mistress is really knowledgeable, knowledgeable, and talented."

The Grand Mistress smiled sweetly and said, "Why are you saying such nice things for no reason? I don't believe you. This poem was written by someone else. I just recited it casually. But you don't know how to speak poetry. You don't even know where this poem came from. "

Lin Wanrong laughed and said, "Do you still need to learn poetry? Reciting poetry, I just open my mouth and it will come. A thousand feet of flying rainbow hangs over the west lake, like Su Gong's old causeway. Don't say the vicissitudes of the past and the present are different from the ancient times.

The Grand Mistress covered her mouth and laughed. "Did you write this poem? I don't believe it. You must have plagiarized someone else. You don't even know how to write a few words, yet you still recite poetry. Who would believe you? "

Lin Wanrong's forehead was beaded with sweat. The Grand Mistress really saw through him. He laughed and said, "Although I don't like to read and learn to read. But to recite poetry, it was also about talent. My talent is innate. Others can't learn it even if they want to. "

The Grand Mistress knew him very well. She knew that this person was boasting again. But it was this relaxed atmosphere that made her feel a little reluctant. She smiled and glared at him. "If I believed you, then the sun would rise from the west."

After saying a few words, the Grand Mistress's mood gradually improved. It was all because of this Lin San. The Grand Mistress was embarrassed and happy at the same time. She actually ran forward with her small feet, as if she had returned to the age of a sixteen or seventeen year old girl.

Although it was morning, the Su Causeway was already a boiling cauldron of voices. People going to the market, performing artists, and doing business had gathered early in the morning. The Su Causeway was extraordinarily lively.

The Grand Mistress seemed to have returned to her childish nature. She actually threw Lin San aside and walked as she looked. There were many performing artists on the Great Causeway. Riding on ropes, throwing coins and balls, kicking wood and sand, swallowing knives and spitting fire, jumping in circles and doing somersaults. It made people tremble with fear, but they couldn't help but cheer loudly.

The Grand Mistress enviously said, "How did these people practice such martial arts?"

Lin Wanrong giggled and said, "These are all fake moves. If we really fight, it'll all be over with a single slash."

The Grand Mistress snorted. Before she could say anything, she screamed and hid behind Lin San in fright.

Lin Wanrong followed the sound and saw that it was a snake charmer. He didn't know where he got a giant python to wrap around his body, and he was asking people to search for money.

Women were naturally afraid of snakes. The Grand Mistress was no exception. Although Lin Wanrong was not afraid of the heavens or the earth when he fought, he still kept a respectful distance from snakes and insects. He pulled the Grand Mistress's hand and hurriedly walked a few steps. Then he let out a long breath and laughed. "Why did these snake charmers make such a big one to scare people? They should have made a smaller one. Something like Bamboo Leaf Emerald or King Glasses. That would be more exciting."

The Grand Mistress was afraid of snakes, but she also knew that he was talking about venomous snakes and insects. She couldn't help but glare at him. "You're a bad person. Why aren't you letting go of me? "

"Let go of you? Let go of what?" Lin Wanrong was puzzled.

"Let go of my hand." The Grand Mistress was embarrassed and angry at the same time.

"Oh," Lin Wanrong hurriedly shook off her hand and said embarrassedly. "It's a misunderstanding. It's a pure misunderstanding."

The Grand Mistress snorted. "I've never seen such a bad person like you." Her face turned red, but she pushed him away and continued to move forward. This time, she learned her lesson. She specifically looked for places that were suitable for women to stop. Things like buying and selling fairs, fragrant tea and fruits, wine necessities, makeup puppets, lotus boats, war horses, wind chimes, drums, and other trivial theater equipment were too many to count.

The Grand Mistress studied business at a young age. She had been estranged from these things for many years. Today, she had the time to relive her childhood dreams. She was so excited that her little face turned red. She looked around like a playful child. She was so curious about everything and was so intimate.

When Lin Xiaorong finally caught up with her, he saw that the Grand Mistress was staring blankly at a string of red candied haws. Her white teeth were tightly biting her bright red lower lip. She seemed to be very hesitant.

This girl is greedy. Lin Wanrong secretly laughed. He walked up to the old man selling candied haws and asked, "Boss, how much are these candied haws?"

"Five copper coins for two.

"That's too expensive. Ten copper coins for three. Are you selling them?

The candied haws seller was stunned for a moment. He hurriedly pulled off three sticks and said, "Little brother, these are the three candied haws you wanted. Please take them."

Lin Wanrong paid the money and pulled the Grand Mistress away. He handed two sticks of candied haws to the Grand Mistress and said, "It's my treat. Eat them.

The Grand Mistress's face turned red. She said shyly, "I just wanted to look. I didn't want to eat them.

These Grand Mistress of a noble family had to suffer because she wanted to save face. Lin Wanrong didn't pay attention to her. He took a bite of an ice fruit and chewed a few times. He said, "It's so sweet. The taste is not bad. Try it. "

The Grand Mistress couldn't resist the temptation. She also took a small bite. She felt a long-lost sweetness fill her mouth. It was really delicious. She unknowingly finished the small skewer.

Lin Wanrong looked at her and smiled mysteriously. "It's delicious, right?"

The Grand Mistress's face turned red. She snorted and said, "It's none of your business." Her tone was very weak.

Seeing the mischievous smile on his face, the Grand Mistress knew that her expression had been seen by him. She was angry and suddenly said, "Lin San, you just haggled. It's really unprecedented.

"Of course." Lin Wanrong laughed. He was about to boast when he suddenly slapped his head. "Aiyo. How did I become a pig today? Damn. I've lost a lot of face. I hit the geese all day long, but the geese pecked me blind. "

The Grand Mistress giggled. The more she laughed, the louder she laughed. She couldn't even stand steadily with her hands on her waist. In the past, it was only Lin San who took advantage of others. Today, it was someone else who took advantage of him. It was really rare.

Just now, he only wanted to take advantage of others. His brain short-circuited. His reputation was ruined in one day. Lin Wanrong was secretly annoyed. He could only smile and say, "It's okay. I'm showing my style today. It's rare for me to be muddle-headed. It's a blessing to suffer a loss."

Hearing this guy say that suffering a loss was a blessing was like hearing him say that he was a good person. It made people laugh. The Grand Mistress regained some face. She smiled and said, "Let's see if you dare to bully others in the future."

After this small episode, the Grand Mistress also let go of her modesty. When she saw some snacks, the Grand Mistress took the initiative to buy them and let Lin San have a taste. Lin Wanrong did not reject any of them. Since someone was treating, it would be a waste not to eat.

As he proceeded forward, he saw a spirited elder painting by the lake in the middle of the Su Causeway. He was nearing the end of his work. The painting of the West Lake was vast and misty. The painting style was simple and natural. There was nothing artificial about it. It was a "West Lake Misty Rain Painting".

Lin Wanrong could barely be considered half an artist and half a critic. He could not find any flaws in this West Lake Misty Rain Painting. The painting was simple and natural. It was unlike Hou Yuebai's painting of mountains and rivers. It was a painting of the simplest misty rain. There was no overtone to it, but it was this simplicity that showed off one's skill.

After the elder finished painting, he seemed unsatisfied. He wrote another seven words on the Misty Rain Painting: "Chang Chang Chang Chang —" Pfft.

Lin Wanrong nearly laughed out loud. This old man even came up with a word puzzle. It was quite interesting. Grand Mistress frowned and said softly, "Could these seven words be a couplet?"

While the elder was painting, there were already several people watching. From the looks of it, they were all scholars. These scholars might not be able to work in the fields, but they were experts in calligraphy and painting. This "West Lake Misty Rain Painting" was calm and had a sense of transcendence. Not only was the brushwork incomparably exquisite, but the artistic conception was already enviable. To have such artistic conception, it was definitely a famous person. It was just that it was unknown who the elder was.

After the elder finished writing the seven words, he threw the brush aside with a smile on his face. He seemed to know that there were people watching. When he turned around and saw so many scholars, he was not surprised. He said with a smile, "Scholars, these seven words are a couplet. If anyone can match this couplet, I will gift this newly created" West Lake Misty Rain Painting "to him."

Upon hearing this, everyone was alarmed. This "West Lake Misty Rain Painting" was a masterpiece rarely seen in recent times. It was expensive, so the elder was definitely a famous contemporary artist. However, he had not left his seal, so it was unknown who he was. What surprised everyone even more was that the seven "chang" words were a couplet. This made them even more puzzled. There were many scholars and beauties in West Lake, but when they saw these seven words, they were unable to accept it.

Grand Mistress pondered for a long time before sighing, "I am untalented and shallow. I'm afraid I have no fate with this' West Lake Misty Rain Painting '."

Lin Wanrong said curiously, "Grand Mistress, although this' West Lake Misty Rain Painting 'is good, there is no need to praise it so highly."

Grand Mistress said, "From this old man's brushwork, he must be a famous artist. This' West Lake Misty Rain Painting 'may be worthless in the eyes of people who don't know calligraphy or painting, but in the eyes of people who love paintings, it is worth a thousand gold."

"Can it really be worth a thousand gold?" Lin Wanrong suddenly became spirited. Although he expected this painting to be very precious, he did not expect it to be worth so much money. He did not love calligraphy and did not care much about famous artists, but the money was a great temptation.

"Not even a thousand gold!" Grand Mistress said firmly.

Lin Wanrong laughed, "If that's the case, Grand Mistress, then I will think of a way to get this painting. After selling it and converting it into money, we will split it 50/50."

Grand Mistress laughed and said, "If someone who loves paintings heard your words, they would definitely throw you out." Suddenly, she said in surprise, "You mean, you can match this couplet?" She knew that Lin San did not like things like poetry, but she had seen Lin San's wit with her own eyes. Could it be that he really had a way?

Lin Wanrong laughed lightly and said, "It is just a word puzzle, how can it stump the talented and omnipotent scholar? First of all, Grand Mistress, I am not trying to be in the limelight on purpose. "

Grand Mistress was curious and said with a smile, "Don't worry, if you want to be in the limelight, I hope that you will do as much as you can." This matter of winning glory for the Xiao Family, how could it be compared to the matter of Lin San angrily beating up Young Master Hou?

Lin Wanrong laughed and took out a writing brush from his bosom. Under everyone's gaze, he walked forward and wrote seven characters on the white paper beside him.

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